Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

On an autumn day, the sun sets in the west and the wind becomes cool.

When the car arrived at the toll station, Fu Huan woke up faintly. At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun had already spilled into the car window. She was wearing Fu Qinyuan's suit jacket, "Are you there?"

"Well, there are still more than twenty minutes."

Fu Huan straightened up and played with his mobile phone for a while. It wasn't until the car stopped in a yard that he tidied up his clothes and prepared to get out of the car.

Song Jingren had some money and bought a small yard with an old man named Chen.

The location was in the suburbs, which was quite cheap at the time. Housing prices have soared in recent years. He made hundreds of thousands just by investing in this small yard, and he lived a comfortable life.

Neither of them have any relatives around them. They live together and have someone to take care of them. Otherwise, if something happens one day, no one will know.

The courtyard door was open, and listening to the sound of cars, Song Jingren had already walked out of the house, smiling from ear to ear.

He had been punished in prison before, and he couldn't straighten his back and was a little stooped, but he was very energetic.

"Grandpa." Fu Huan jumped out of the car first.

"Come on, it must have been a tiring journey." He said, and helped carry some things into the house. In the Sihe courtyard, there were two towering ginkgo trees in the middle, and many potted plants planted on the side, which belonged to Grandpa Chen next door.

"Fortunately, I'm not tired!" Fu Huan said with a smile.

Fu Qinyuan said, "You must not be tired." He was responsible for driving, while someone else fell asleep for several hours.

"Grandpa Chen is not at home?" Fu Huan looked at the locked door opposite.

"His grandson is here and took him out for dinner. He originally asked me to come with him. Why don't I wait for you to come over?"

"This is the grandson he praised God for?" Fu Huan was stunned. Old people like to show off their children. Song Jingren has been very low-key these years and did not mention Song Fengwan or Fu Chen at all.

The affairs of the Song family, in Yuncheng, are more than 20 years old, and no one still remembers them.

Now tell the outside world, Song Jingren, I am afraid no one in Yuncheng will know about it.

So the other person only knew that he divorced his wife and his daughter belonged to his ex-wife, so they didn't have much contact with each other, and they wouldn't ask about such private matters. So they had lived together for so long, and the other person didn't know Song Jingren's background.

This family lives abroad and returned to China for retirement a few years ago. They are not familiar with the country. Grandpa Chen’s wife passed away and he fell at home. Someone came to check the liquefied petroleum gas and found out, otherwise...

So the two of them live together, and both families are quite satisfied. Being a companion can also help when something happens.

When they first bought a house together, Song Jingren told them that he had a criminal record. The other party's children hesitated for a long time, and they would inevitably have some prejudices.

If I don't mention it now, if the other party knows about it in the future, I'm afraid they will have more ideas.

Later, it was the old man of the family who decided the matter on his own. They had lived together for so many years and got along well with each other.

…

"I have never seen anyone praise his grandson so much." Fu Huan just didn't like the way Grandpa Chen praised his grandson.

"A few years ago, someone wanted to ask my mother to introduce a partner to my cousin's daughter. The praise was overwhelming, but it turned out that the real person had acne on his face and was not as tall as me."

"I guess his grandson is the same."

Maybe it's still numb.

It's just my grandson who comes with his own beauty filter and can see everything well.

Song Jingren smiled and said, "I've seen him before. He's a nice young man. Look at those, they're all gifts from him." He pointed to some nutritional supplements of foreign brands on the table.

"Better than my brother?" Fu Huan snorted coldly.

"Of course Qinyuan is better." Song Jingren had no choice but to be serious, "Put down all your things and take you out to eat."

"Um."

The two of them had a casual meal in the service area at noon, and Fu Huan was already hungry.

…

The three of them ate and took a walk outside. Grandpa Chen hadn't come back yet. Fu Huan took a shower and went back to the room first. He was bickering with Duan Yinuo in the group.

In the small courtyard, every room has a window and you can see the outside. However, it is very late at this time and there is only a dim light. It is not clear what the person who enters the door looks like.

Fu Huan lay beside the bed and took a look.

He seems to be quite tall.

"...This must be the grandson of the old Song family." Grandpa Chen's voice was vicissitudes of life, with a smile on his face, and he was obviously in a very good mood.

Fu Qinyuan went to the supermarket outside to buy some mosquito repellent liquid. There were still a lot of mosquitoes here. On the way back, he saw another car parked at the door.

The off-road vehicle was much taller than his. It was valuable, well-maintained, and had been modified. It looked awesome, right next to his.

His car next to him looked...

Somewhat petite and delicate!

Grandpa Chen’s grandson is probably a very flamboyant person.

After he returned to the room and handed the mosquito repellent liquid to Fu Huan, he followed Song Jingren to sit in the opposite room for a while.

"You still have to change clothes, so don't go. Just go say hello tomorrow morning." Fu Qinyuan saw that Fu Huan was already wearing pajamas, and there was a young man in his early twenties opposite him. He always felt that his sister would be taken advantage of. go.

"Then go ahead and come back and tell me who lives across the street! Is he the most handsome man in the world?"

Fu Huanzheng and Duan Yinuo were chatting animatedly and didn't want to go out.

And there are too many mosquitoes at this time.

Fu Qinyuan smiled helplessly and followed Song Jingren to the next door with the gift in hand.

…

Fu Huan could vaguely hear the laughter coming from the other side, but it was just a gift, and the delay was too long. She even finished two episodes of the TV series.

It was past ten o'clock when Fu Qinyuan and Song Jingren came back. Fu Huan immediately jumped out of bed, pulled on his slippers and ran out.

"How's it going? Isn't that person pretty..." Fu Huan looked excited.

"I'm going to take a bath." Fu Qinyuan looked unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Fu Huan looked confused as his eldest brother's face turned dark.

When she was in the room, she could hear constant laughter from the other side. The atmosphere must be good, but she was so gloomy.

After Fu Qinyuan left, she lowered her voice and asked Song Jingren, "Grandpa, what's wrong with my brother?"

"Your brother, if he loses in a competition, he feels ashamed."

"Um?"

Fu Huan is stupid, will his brother lose?

"I was playing Go with someone. After three games, all..." Song Jingren coughed, also suppressing his voice. There is no sound insulation in this small courtyard. The louder the voice, the other side can hear it. "The same goes for that boy from the Chen family. You are so arrogant that you don’t know how to let it go. Your brother lost miserably. "

"Go?" Fu Huan frowned, "My brother is not good at this."

Being able to play is the level of entertainment and recreation.

"The guy opposite is a professional player, how can we compare?"

Fu Huan suppressed a smile and said, "That's it."

She could imagine how ugly her eldest brother looked at that time. She couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

His brother also has this day?

Fu Qinyuan could hear someone's wanton laughter in the bathroom. This girl probably deserved a beating.

Mainly because at the beginning he said he was going to play two games, but he came up and asked: "Do you know the rules of Go?"

Fu Qin originally didn't know how to play this game. After all, he didn't have the so-called golden finger in the novel. He was good at everything. He was good at chess and average at Go.

At that time, he didn't know the level of the person opposite him or his playful attitude.

The result is……

Losing miserably.

After he won, he made two comments, "I'm really sorry. I think the greatest respect for your opponent is to try your best."

"Although your foundation is weak, after three games, you are the most improved person I have ever seen. You have improved in every game. You do not play chess casually. You have your own ideas for every move."

Fu Qinyuan was unhappy when he heard this.

Could it be that he thought he was playing chess without thinking?

But he immediately said: "It's great to be like this with me."

When Fu Huan heard Song Jingren's narration, he almost laughed like crazy. Was his brother being insulted?

Finally got hurt.

Let him squeal, what is this called... the wind and water are changing.

It's a slap in the face.

"I only knew he could play Go before. When your grandfather Chen said how good he was, I thought he was bragging. But today I found out that he is a professional and very good!" Song Jingren also kept praising him.

"How can you win by using your own shortcomings to attack others' strengths?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you lose? It's not embarrassing." Song Jingren smiled.

Fu Huan kept nodding. If he were a professional player, losing would not be a shame. But his brother was so arrogant that he must have hated the person opposite him.

…

And someone's hearty laughter also spread to the opposite room.

The man was reaching out to put the chess pieces into the chess jar one by one, when he suddenly heard laughter from the other side, in the quiet courtyard, going straight into the man's ears.

"That's your Grandpa Song's granddaughter. She's very beautiful." Grandpa Chen said with a smile, "She has a sweet mouth and is a high school student. She has very good grades and is fair and fair..."

He was coughing. His grandfather liked to praise people. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stop talking. He suddenly had a headache.

There is no little girl in this world who is not good-looking in his eyes.

Everyone's face can be blown away by him, as if a goddess descended to earth.

"Just now, you were really trying to save some face for me. Can't you let him win one of the three games? It's really not good-looking."

"Grandpa..." he suddenly said seriously.

"What's wrong? So serious?"

"You can learn about people by playing chess. The quality of chess can reflect the character. That person is not simple. How could Grandpa Song have such a thoughtful grandson?" When playing chess, masters compete with each other, and naturally it depends on strategy.

After professional training, he naturally knew how to plan, or how to hide his own strength. Fu Qinyuan only had a superficial knowledge, and was completely wild, and naturally acted casually.

At this time, you can completely see his acting style and thoughts and strategies.

Definitely a ruthless character.

Especially in the last game, he seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, every move he made was filled with murderous intent.

Grandpa Chen was unhappy when he heard this.

"Your grandson, Grandpa Song, is a very nice person. Every time he comes here, he brings me a lot of things. He is very sunny. You who play chess and like to play tricks on others are the only ones who are dirty in your heart. You have the nerve to talk to others."

"You won a few games of chess and then spoke ill of people behind their backs. I'm not as petty as you."

"You are handsome, you know how to make money, and now you have a girlfriend, you are filial to the elderly, you are young and promising, how can you be so thoughtful..."

The man lowered his head and continued to collect the chess pieces. There was no point in arguing with him.

At this time, a girl's hearty laughter came from the opposite side. Fu Qinyuan whispered it, and he didn't know what happened...

Suppressing her voice, her voice was very soft, with a hint of coquettishness.

"Brother - I don't dare anymore, really!"

He turned his head towards the window and looked towards the opposite room. The lights were bright and he could only see two vague figures.

Bully your sister?

How tasteless!

In fact, Fu Qinyuan just threatened her that if she laughed again, he would throw her out to feed mosquitoes. It was purely a brother-sister quarrel.

Fu Huan was so happy that he told everyone about it as soon as he returned home.

The result is……

[You have been banned by the group owner for 2 hours. 】

Fu Qinyuan: [Warning for kicking the group. 】

Fu Huan: I just lost a few times. I am a professional player, so there is no shame in it.

His brother may have thought that the other person was a bronze, and he was playing casually with him, but it turned out that the other person was the king and kicked the iron plate, which made him laugh to death.

*

Fu Qinyuan was on the phone with Jing Xingyao at this time.

"...I heard that you lost at chess today?" She also suppressed a smile.

When Fu Huan posted the message in the group, Fu Qinyuan had immediately withdrawn it and issued a ban and warning. Unexpectedly, it still spread.

"Actually, it's nothing. That person is a professional. If it were anyone else, he would definitely not be able to beat you."

"I know." He knew deep down in his heart that this person has been doing this since elementary school. This is his job. You are just for fun and entertainment. How could you win? It's just that he doesn't feel very comfortable.

"How is your grandpa? He's doing well?" Jingxing changed the subject.

"He's pretty good..."

Fu Qinyuan rarely loses to someone. If it were Fu Chen, Jing Hanchuan and the others, that would be it. But he was a kid smaller than himself.

Sooner or later...

He had to break his pride!

The third update is over...

I've been really weak recently. I haven't recovered from my cold yet, and my aunt is here again, ahhhh——

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This month is almost over~

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